I am thankful to say that I have been blessed with four gorgeous children, although it was not as simplistic as that. My first pregnancy was a breeze, I had a full term pregnancy and other than a cesarean section it was pretty uncomplicated. My second child is when things took a toll.
When I was around 28 weeks pregnant, I started having pains and pressure that I could not explain. As I would explain them to my doctor, I was brushed off and told it was normal. I knew something was wrong but it was not until I was 31 weeks pregnant everyone believed me. I woke up in the morning and rushed to the hospital. After numerous testing done they came to the conclusion I was in active labor and would be delivering my son early. This hospital was unable to care for my child being such an early gestational age so I was rushed by ambulance with sirens and lights to a hospital 45 minutes away. Not even ten minutes after arriving I was delivering my gorgeous 3 pound 1-ounce little boy, who spent roughly 9 weeks in the neonatal intensive …show more content…
At such a young gestational age the chances of survival are less than ten percent so I was desperate to try any solution to ensure she spent as much time as possible in utero prior to delivery. So we opt for what is called a cerclage, a string that is placed in the cervix and ties it shut to ensure it cannot dilate. At the time, they had never placed a cerclage so far along in a pregnancy so there was a lot of risks that came into play that made it extremely dangerous. Ultimately, we decided that the positive of keeping her in utero longer outweighed the negatives and went on with the surgery the following